Time Flies

It is sad to say that I do not remember a lot when my boys were little. The time literally flew by and it makes me sad. Thus my decision to blog...I'm terrible at keeping photo albums, I don't scrapbook or "stamp it up"(or whatever it's called), so I figured I could keep track with a little computer time each day. The best class I ever took in high school was typing:-) Hopefully a few minutes a day is all this will take. A few of my friends who blog say that...we'll see. Anyway, that's our Sammy at less than a year old. He just turned four a few weeks ago. He will always be the baby unless God says otherwise. Sorry, honey.
Amidst the chaos of baseball schedules, dinner on the run, random children running through my house each day, piles of laundry, and dirty floors, I want to remember this time desperately. As much as I think I will remember something funny one of the boys has said, I know I won't. You forget what you have heard after 72 hours anyway...so I've heard.